Monday Morning Breakdown
You will be thankful that this is the last installment of the travelogue.
The jazz brunch yesterday was pretty good. Not great music, but pleasant.
I then played a couple of hours of Pai Gow. I had discovered the pleasures of playing in the high limits room on Saturday night. Up until then, I'd played on the main floor betting $20.00 a hand with a $5.00 bonus bet (do a word search for Pai Gow on the blog if you want to know what that is). The minimum bet in the high limits area was $25.00, so it wasn't much of a jump in risk. In return, though all of the dealers I ran into at Harrah's were competent and friendly, the dealers in the high limits room were more so. In contrast to the crowded and noisy main casino, it was spacious and relatively quiet. Instead of the casino's 60's and 70's music theme (think Build Me Up Buttercup at high volume over a bad sound system) the piped in music was blues and jazz at a reasonable volume). Throw in the complimentary shoulder massage and it was a very pleasant place to lose money, though I actually came out ahead there.
At about 12:30 p.m. yesterday, I came to realize that I was "gambled out." My plane didn't leave till 4:45 p.m,. but I'd had enough. I caught a cab to the airport and got lucky, getting a standby seat (first class!) on an earlier flight. Home and asleep, on the couch at 9:00 p.m.
Now, back to putting out small fires.
4 comments:
But did you get beignets and cafe au lait at Cafe du Monde?
My wife and I love NOLA and can't wait to get back in December. Our first real "adventure date" was Voodoo Fest and I am semi-famous for my crawfish boil.
I usually go there 2 -3 times each year, but job and marriage demands have kept me away since Katrina.
Your posts are whetting the appetitie to get down there. Thanks for the posts.
BTW, you have broken the code on gambling. The high stakes areas are much more comfy and I tend to win/lose the same amount anyway, so why not do it away from the unwashed masses?
Pos,
One of the things that wasn't possible was the beignets at Cafe du Monde, the wind was just not with me. Saturday morning there were still twenty or so mile an hour gust, not something that was conducive to sitting on the veranda.
Dale,
I've fallen in love with Harrah's NO and the Windsor Court. Prior to this trip, I'd been there in the late 90's, I'm thinking I'll be back soon.
Glad you're back safely Big Guy!
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